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A68662 The rewarde of wickednesse discoursing the sundrye monstrous abuses of wicked and vngodlye worldelinges: in such sort set downe and written as the same haue béene dyuersely practised in the persones of popes, harlots, proude princes, tyrauntes, Romish byshoppes, and others. VVith a liuely description of their seuerall falles and finall destruction. Verye profitable for all sorte of estates to reade and looke vpon. Nevvly compiled by Richard Robinson, seruaunt in housholde to the right Honorable Earle of Shrovvsbury. A dreame most pitiful, and to be dreaded. Robinson, Richard, fl. 1574. 1574 (1574) STC 21121.7; ESTC S110696 77,705 128

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priuily poysoned wine made him drinke the same To the middes dranke Melchis this Cup of Wine Which made him looke with colour dead and wan But when hee sawe that Traytresse heart of mine With much a doe these wordes declare hée gan With rufull face Thou wicked wretche quoth hée Albonius thou through Treason slew so hast done me And there withall his hande vppon mée layde And vrged me in ●angre of my head To drinke the tother halfe before I staide Which was no soner done but downe wee both fell dead And thus at mischiefe ended I my life That sometime was a Famous Princes Wife Loe Morpheus this is the summe and all Nowe thou knowest my name my wicked fact and déede I praye thée yet what haste soeuer fall Warne women of the like it 's not a litle néede To theyr Spowsed mates bid them bée meeke true Or tell them else confution doth ensue Bid them méeken theyr mindes with al due obedience And to humble them selues to theyr Husbandes alwaies For it is commonlye séene by auncient experience That none but the wilful doe catche their decaies Though wylye in working the craftie Dames bée Them selues they deceaue in the ●●oe you may see And now farewel Morpheus thou wotes what I meane Thou mayest say thou met with a miserable wight That first procured her Husband to bee slaine And also poysoned a valiaunt Knight This was my acte and the cause of my fall Quite murther for murther my selfe laste of all And with these wordes a Tyraunt with a hooke In tender sides the mortall woundes hée printes Another on a forke this wicked woman shooke Nothing preuailed lesse then for to crye with plaintes A thousande naked blades in her they thrust And still quoth they this woman was vniust Mée thought it was a feareful sight to sée Pitye wrought such griefe in mee I wept for woe I thought that in a womans heart had layen more pitye Then for to serue her faithfull Husband so Why dost thou muse quoth Morpheus then to mée This is the iust reward of them that wicked bée The night is almost spent quoth hée come let vs goe The least of theyr paines passeth our helpe I will bring thee safe to the place thou came fro Bee not doubtful of Cerberus that fowle currishe whelpe Nor of any that is heare I will answere them all Bee of good cheere what euer doe be fall Thus wandering backe wée looked about And or euer wée wist were at Plutoes Pallaice At the which wée heard so cruell a showte As if they had all gon togither in malice Yet when we came néere them the truth then appéered It was but a triumph and nought to be feared Then after a while vpon a stage full hye An yll faste yoman a blacke Trumpet blew And when silence was made hée proclaymed a crye In the name of Pluto for tydinges most true Quoth hee bloodie Boner the Butcher comes here That hath furnisht our kitchin this many a yere Moreouer quoth hée it is Plutos high pleasure That all men prepare in the best sort they can Sith he is to Pluto and Proserpin such treasure To receyue him amonge vs as becomes such a man You know what his seruice hath bene heretofore Looke to your dueties what needes any more This sayde he departed straite from the stage And to Plutos Pallace hée then tooke the waye But then to sée both man boye and Page To set newe deuentions in order and raye The halfe to declare it passeth my witte I am sure the like was neuer seene yet There was fyling of fire boltes in holes and in noukee Headding of daries and poynting of spittes Skouring of blades and bending of hookes Mending of fireforkes and wyring newe whipes Barreling of Pitche Sulfur and Saltepeeter With more then can be described in meeter But for to be briefe so willing they were That nothing was wanting to set out the showe As by their dilligence full well did appéere No man coulde be more welcome there I know Boner quoth one Boner quoth another Welcome as hartelye as Father or Mother With all thinges poynt vice and fit for the nonce Foorth came Pluto and Proserpin the Quéene To méete Boner the sucker of soules flesh and bones In such order and sorte as hath not bene séene I shall make a description as nie as I can How they went in order to méete him eche man. First two and two came marching togither With a Pickeforke or Fleshooke in euery fist A blacke banner displayed that wauered in the weather Which obscured the light with darcke stinking mist Yll faste Trumpiters a number there were From whose mouthes flewe a thunder odible to here The number I knew not so many there were But braue and fine they were out of doubt In hattes like hiues and hoase bumde with heare With rough courlde heades they looked full stout They were so lustie they seemde to be cutters For they made it tentimes as bigge as swarfe Rutters Next after these there came in a raye By heapes whole swarmes of Plutos nobilitie Which did ride vpon Beares that did gape for their praye That alwayes were fed with the spoyle of simplicitie About their neckes hang double chaynes of golde ▪ But to aske their names I durst not be bolde Then came his Chapleins by two and by thrée And after them followed the great Uicare of all And on his heade a triple Crowne ware hée Arayed in robes that were full Pontificall On a ramping Lyon that gaped full wide This greasie Prelate that present did ride And then followed Pluto and Proserpin his Quéene Upon as straunge horses as euer I see For like the hote gleydes glowed their eine Mightie and monstrous long large and hie With a number of Lordes and Ladies also Came after in order beside other moe Cerberus was taught in the Porters warde The gutes were set open against Boner came Of Morpheus and mee no man tooke regarde Their minde ranne so much of this noble man. By meanes whereof without more a doe We gate out o' th gates or any man knewe Being out of the gates we scaled a rocke To see if wee might there spie Boner comming Who in deede appeared in sight with a flocke That came like Bedlems hedlong then running Himselfe led the way like a Champion stoute On a Dragons backe that spoylde rounde aboute He kept no order nor the companie that he brought For headelong came reeling both olde and young As thicke as haylestones a man woulde haue thought Whereof some cryed and othersome soung But downe the hyll one and other came tumbling With Sancta Maria I hearde them fast mumbling A Banner was borne with red all to spotted Before this butcher that pittie was to sée Whose armes in the middes was rufully blotted With the bloode of Martires whome he caused to die And in the shielde painted as plaine did appeere An innocent Lambe a cruell Woolfe and a Beare In a fielde all blacke